Everybody Throw A Party Because Fred Phelps Is Almost No Longer With Us

Fred “God Hates Fags” Phelps, who for years led the hate group Westboro Baptist Church, is on his deathbed, according to his son Nathan. I don’t think I’ve ever taken such rich, delicious pleasure from knowing some old fart is about to eat it. Nathan Phelps, who escaped from his father and the church at 18 and has dedicated his life as an advocate for LGBT rights, posted the following message on his Facebook page late last night:

I’ve learned that my father, Fred Phelps, Sr., pastor of the “God Hates Fags” Westboro Baptist Church, was ex-communicated from the “church” back in August of 2013. He is now on the edge of death at Midland Hospice house in Topeka, Kansas.

I’m not sure how I feel about this. Terribly ironic that his devotion to his god ends this way. Destroyed by the monster he made.

I feel sad for all the hurt he’s caused so many. I feel sad for those who will lose the grandfather and father they loved. And I’m bitterly angry that my family is blocking the family members who left from seeing him, and saying their good-byes.

Why Fred Phelps was excommunicated seems to be for reasons unknown, but we can only hope it was because he came to his senses near the end of his life — realizing the error of his ways so he can leave this world with the full burden of all the pain he’s caused weighing on his blackened sh*tstain of a heart. When he dies do you think the Westboro Baptist Church will protest at his funeral? That’s like one of those “when a tree falls in the forest does it make a sound” kind of questions.

Anyway, so long, Fred. You weren’t loved and you won’t be missed. I hope hell is the most fabulous gay club ever.

Fag is short for faggot, a faggot was what a bunch of sticks and twigs, for kindling, were called in England of yore. When a homosexual was burned at the stake for being a homosexual they would use a faggot to start the incendiary blaze which would consume the homoxual whilst he was still living. The more you know.

“The oft-reprinted assertion that male homosexuals were called faggots because they were burned at the stake as punishment is an etymological urban legend. Burning was sometimes a punishment meted out to homosexuals in Christian Europe (on the suggestion of the Biblical fate of Sodom and Gomorrah), but in England, where parliament had made homosexuality a capital offense in 1533, hanging was the method prescribed. Any use of faggot in connection with public executions had long become an English historical obscurity by the time the word began to be used for “male homosexual” in 20th century American slang, whereas the contemptuous slang word for “woman” (and the other possible sources or influences listed here) was in active use. It was used in this sense in early 20c. by D.H. Lawrence and James Joyce, among others.”

because prior to 1533 using faggots to burn homosexuals alive was in fact legal and employed for i dunno, 1533 years. which is where the slur comes from. keep plucking that chicken brah. “etymological urban legend” lol.

Short of winning the lottery or *koff* finding a job, this is the best win imaginable. I hope whatever is killing this olde phreakshow is genetic and every one of his vile offspring contract it in spades—and his not-soon-enough widow, too, since they’re probably secretly closely related.

I hope there’s an AfterLife and that every soldier, child, AIDS casualty, and everyone else whose funeral he desecrated is waiting for him with an eternity of assaults that will leave him stomped him to a paste and psychologically tormented in a cold, dark, godless Eternity.

The Westboro Baptist Church isn’t a religious organization, don’t let the words “Baptist Church” fool you. They are a terrorist organization. Their prime and only goal is to lie in wait, baiting others with incendiary hate speech, in the hopes of producing physical altercations whose participants can then be sued in civil court for financial remuneration either by settlement or adjudication. That’s it. They don’t believe the things they write on their placards nor do they believe the things they scream, they simply do it for the money. It is fact. If you were confused about this before, now you know.

I’d like to think that he was excommunicated from his church because they knew he was dying, the writing was on the wall, and they didn’t want to have to go through the spectacle they knew his funeral would likely be. So, in effect, these people are terrible enough to ruin the funerals of dead soldiers but can’t be bothered to experience the same treatment they dish out so generously.

As a Christian, I am torn because part of me wants to pray that the Holy Spirit can fill his soul so he can find the forgiveness that he desperately needs and that he to find the absolution his soul desperately needs so he is spared the fires and eternal torment of Hell.

On the other hand, as a Christian, I want the piece of s— to burn because his words and actions gives my religion and my God a bad name.

One of the most fun days I’ve had in a while was going to a WBC protest in NYC last year. It wasn’t about sexuality for most, it was just about equality. Me and my friend ironically screamed Jesus Loves Me at the members that made it to the protest, everyone made signs, it was just a grand old time.